Tick Tock Tick TockQuickly clicks the clockMillis Seconds Hours DaysTill our ending waysTime is passing, Never lastingSpeeding fast, forever askingWhat you're doing, Why you're waitingShould be pursuing, not procrastinatingWith every falling grain of sandSpilling onto barren landAs dust turns into rusty crustDo whatever you mustTime is running awayTo your final dayTick Tock Tick TockQuickly clicks the clockMillis Seconds Hours DaysTill our ending waysTime is a resource, of courseOne to increase by thought or forceDon't be caught into other thinkingOr your mind will be sinkingInto panic and anxietyWill steal your time quietlyYou need to work in this fightCreate all time, day and nightRealise time is yours to useLest it be yours to loseTick Tock Tick TockQuickly clicks the clockMillis Seconds Hours DaysTill our ending waysTime is fluid. Time flowsWhere it goes, man, no one really knowsBut listen to me, and listen wellIf you try to fight time you'll go through hellJust let it happen, fall wherever it choosesYou'll catch it in moment, drop it in snoozesBut don't worry, man, and don't be so downbeatYou'll find the time once you find your feetDon't be so arrogant to think you have controlOr so much pride you'll never go for a strollEmbrace time, and the fact it does what it willSo come walk with me, we've time to kill.

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